When love goes missing

Too many birthdays in my family this week brought back memories of one too many celebrations and people... friends... long lost friends.

It's funny how when you're in school, the rate at which you make friends goes up exponentially. Scrapbooks aren't enough to hold all your expressed love for them. Then you grow up and the world's a different place. Every passing day adds a new layer of complexity on your once innocent face. And why wouldn't you embrace it… that's the way the cookie crumbles. But as the layers get added, the equations you once shared with people often change. Or at least the way people perceive you changes. Perhaps vice versa too.

I've lost one too many friends over the years... some for trivial reasons, some for reasons I can't remember and most without any reasons. I never introspected and asked myself the hard questions. I don’t know if I would have found convincing replies though. Different cities, different schedules, different wavelengths, different expectations.... who knows. Perhaps we just withered away with time. But that doesn't mean I have moved on. Life takes a toll on you and makes you forget about everything that has gone missing, until days like these when you sit and reminisce.

So here's a toast to all my precious friends (you know who you are)! Whether you're on my facebook or not, whether you're on my speed dial or not, whether we spend hours talking over a cuppa anymore or not, you'll always be in my heart.

p.s. lets talk :P
p.s.1 if email works better for you...
p.s.2 just drop by, will ya?